Oregon Trail

I just got back from a whirlwind trip to Oregon to hang out with the Irish Boy. There is so much that could be written about my weekend and about the time we spent together, but ultimately everything I’ve written so far comes across as petty and trite.
So I had a wonderful weekend, I spent a lot of time with someone I care about and I came home. In there, I saw the ocean and some mountains and drove a stupid car. Also, I laughed harder than I had in years and I cried harder than I expected to.